It wasn't until she leaned against the edge of the bathtub that she regained consciousness. She looked up at the ceiling of the bathroom, then got up and turned off the nearly-full faucet. Her hair fell wet on her shoulder, and through the mirror on the wall of the bathroom, she saw the kiss marks all over her body.
Little by little, traces of his marks were imprinted on his head.
Her eyes gradually became moist, and it was no longer clear whether it was the fog in the bathroom or the tears.
She suddenly remembered the words Mu Yuchen had said to her when they were holding hands in front of the Mu's building—I wish, more than anyone else, that I was not a member of the Mu Family.
He said he loved her, said he was with her... It was not false.
At five o'clock in the morning, Lan Xi was
